Didn’t snag Charli tickets last weekend and still nursing an acute bout of FOMO? Worry not. Casamigos whisked us off to LIDO this weekend, and we’re duty‑bound to bring you along for the ride.
“People seem to be more sensible on the neon green,” a very cool, very pretty girl tells me as we slip through the gates of Victoria Park on a now-expectedly blazing June Saturday. The day has arrived: it’s finally time for Charli xcx to commandeer London’s East End with her much‑anticipated Brat tour, topping the bill at the brand‑new LIDO festival.
She’s right – there’s a palpable sense of green fatigue in the crowd. About time, I think to myself. Still, everyone looks annoyingly good, we both agree. Black lace drapes semi‑bare torsos, irreverent Comic Sans slogans still shout from tees, and biker boots are the certified stompers of the day. The energy is peaking higher than a brat BPM, and it feels as though we’re about to witness the once “young girl from Essex” enjoy her triumphant homecoming after a year‑long, meteoric ascent triggered by last summer’s record.
But the day offers more than a Charli headline. She’s personally curated the line‑up, stacking it with long‑time collaborators and Brat alumni – from A. G. Cook and The Japanese House to rising star Rose Gray, every daylight slot is crammed with sonic goodness. With Casamigos margs in hand, it’s time to trek down to the festival fields. And this editor’s taking you along the way… shall we?
First things first — a quick Shoreditch stop for Casamigos margaritas at Llama Inn, The Hoxton.
We’re in. And yep, a few more margs (all in Charli’s name, obviously).
Caught this with Paul Mescal and Harris Dickinson basically in arm’s reach… not that we were looking. (We absolutely were.)
Did we mention it was about 45 degrees in the sun? Get the fan out, girls!
The anticipation! Is! Real!
Can you hear the crowd screaming “365 Party Girl” through the screen? ’Cause I sure can.
Charli’s day at LIDO — signed, sealed, delivered. One for the books.
Words — Sofia Ferreira
